This is a song about "My love for him"

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

No love at all no love for my natives at all

Jesus i love you with every fiber of my being you know it, its hard for

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

My love for her is getting cheesy like the cheddar.

But i'll thank him for his donation giving me my niece,

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Heart torn from my art form, word is bond, love born for rhyme soul,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole